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Get Well Soon Patrick

by Patrick Brick

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1.
This Winter 04:34
I woke up with your name on my lips 4 letters printed on my eyelids And it was cold in my bed And it was cold in my head This winter’s gonna be a tough one again This winter’s gonna be a tough one I bet. Well you say I’ve changed but I’m still the same My family tree is still dying slowly My fears are still reaching up to drown me And I’m still in love with you But I feel so stupid saying it out loud. Now you wanna ship out to the west Go get famous as an actress Well I’ll stay here and try to drown out your voice With all my strangled words and white noise This winter’s gonna be a tough one again This winter’s gonna be a tough one I bet. Well you say I’ve changed but I’m still the same My family tree is still dying slowly My fears are still reaching up to drown me And I’m still in love with you I’m still in love with you I’m still in love with you I’m still in love with you I’m still in love with you (But I feel so stupid saying it out loud, so I’m just gonna keep it to myself.) I feel so stupid saying it out loud.
2.
My feet are getting heavy My vision is going dark I’ve never been one for love songs But it’s all I think about now. My fingers are boney My hands reach out like tree tops I’ve never been one for love songs But it’s all I think about now. My dreams are drawn out My thoughts are panicked I’ve never been one for love songs But it’s all I think about now. I want to live in the chelsea and write poetry Or move to Arizona and die slowly I want to grow old on a beach with you I just want to grow old with you. I just want to grow old with you. My shoulders slouch My tongue is tied I’ve never been one for love songs But it’s all I think about now. My heart is so weak So are my knees I’ve never been one for love songs but it’s all I think about now. My charm is gone I’m too scared for my own good I’ve never been one for love songs but it’s all I think about now. I want to live in the Chelsea and write poetry Or move to Arizona and die slowly I want to grow old on a beach next to you I just want to grow old with you. I just want to grow old with you. I just want to grow old with you. I want to live in the Chelsea and write poetry Or move to Arizona and die slowly I want to grow old on a beach next to you I just want to grow old with you. I just want to grow old with you. I just want to grow old with you.
3.
Seasons be kind My bones bend and crack And try not to look back on what I once was Forget it all. But it's getting hard Nostalgia sets in And I see in dreams all of the things that I tried to shut out Well I went numb for a couple months It felt like old times Now I can feel but it's all too real No I don't think I like it much. I want to go back To summers passed but my timing isn't right. No this is winter. This is now. Well my pen stopped moving for a while I thought I was fine but with some time It was a lie Get well soon Soon it will be June and all those thoughts From when it was hot Will come back to you. Well I went numb for a couple months It felt like old times Now I can feel but it's all too real No I don't think I like it much. I want to go back To summers passed but my timing isn't right. No this is winter. This is now. That was then. This is now. This is winter. This is now. That was then. This is now.
4.
(Incoherent mumbling about getting well soon and forgetting or some shit idk.)
5.
*This song isn't about Shea lol* My friends are suicide notes My friends are loaded guns and swinging ropes I want my songs to be played at your funeral I want my song to be so much more But please don't hurt yourself tonight. My heart is scared But I act like I don't care And it's gonna be alright I think No it's gonna be alright I know But please don't hurt yourself tonight. Our kids are lost Keys without locks And it's getting scarier I think No it's geeting scarier I know But please don't hurt yourself tonight. Please don't hurt yourself tonight. Please don't hurt yourself tonight. (Things are gonna be getting kind of strange for a while, get used to it.)

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released December 6, 2012

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